Quick Transmigration: Homewrecker System!

*Junhoe On Top* 

"Take me, as I have become yours forever." 

Junho rubbed his crotch against Taewoo's. In a matter of seconds, Taewoo already set up a big tent. Taewoo breathed near Junho's neck and then whispered, "You seem to be very eager, Mr. Jeon."

"N—No, don't call me Mr. Jeon," Junho said. He wanted to degrade himself in front of Taewoo because he was not the mighty CEO for him. He was just a cheap slut in love. 

Taewoo got aroused by Junho's eagerness, he asked again, "If you are this eager, then you should take the lead. Taewoo ripped Junho's suit and shirt in one go and immediately kissed his collarbone. 

"Ah!" Junho let out a small groan as he was surprised when Taewoo bit his neck. Taewoo didn't wait anymore, as Junho was surprised, he unbuckled Junho's belt and grabbed his cock, "H—Hyah!" Junho's cock twitched as he felt a warm hand engulfed his member. 

He stared at Taewoo with pleading eyes. In tacit understanding, Junho pulled Taewoo's jogger pants down, and their cocks rubbed on each other. Junho didn't know if this was a good sign or not, but his bottom started getting itchy once he felt that veiny cock grinding on him. 

"Master… ahh… itchy…" Junho complained. Taewoo watched in amusement as Junho tried his best to contain himself, like a bitch in heat, his face was flushed even before Taewoo did anything to him. 

"Sit on my stomach," Taewoo commanded. 

Junho obediently followed his master's instruction and sat on Taewoo's firm stomach. He got even more aroused once his butt sat on those muscular abs. 

Taewoo picked the vibrator as usual and then switched to the most intense speed, "Aaaaahh!" Junho moaned shamelessly. He took the initiative to grind on Taewoo's belly;

"M—Master, I… I want..." Junho begged, he had been making out with Taewoo many times, but they never had the real sex with Taewoo's veiny cock wrapped inside his wall. The torment got in him, and Junho became impatient. 

"Masterrr, please give me!" Junho used his hand to hold Taewoo's cock, but Taewoo prevented it by holding both of Junho's hands and tied it with Junho's red tie.

"Don't touch it. If you want to taste it, grind slowly," Taewoo smirked. He started teasing Junho by fiddling with his entrance, making the itch worse for Junho, "You are very wet down here. Do you always prepare yourself before meeting me?"

[Of course! It is better to be safe than sorry, right?]

[Pupa: What kind of safe or sorry you are talking about?]

Junho impatiently sat on Taewoo's cock. His chrysanthemum was so hungry for this thing, but his master didn't let him insert immediately. Instead, he was only allowed to sit on top of Taewoo's cock, grinding as much as he wanted but not inserting it. 

"Hanh… mmmhh…" Junho bit his lower lip to stop him from moaning like a bitch. He was trying his hardest, but whenever his chrysanthemum grinded on that cock, he just couldn't help it. Taewoo was like intoxicating honey that made him lose control of everything about himself. 

Taewoo continuously breathing heavily, because Junho's chrysanthemum kept on grinding on his cock, he began to feel the sensation. It also made him impatient. 

But he didn't want to lose control against Junho. In this game of master and slave, Junho was his slave, his precious property. He wanted to torment him even more because it gave him the pleasure he never felt with other men.

'To pull a mighty man down into the depth of pleasure, it is indeed fascinating,' Taewoo smirked. 

"Hnnh… Master, I'm begging you, please… Ah… I can't hold it anymoreee," Junho body was hot all over because of the grinding. This was like a torture for him. 

"What do you want?" 

"Ahh… Please put it in…" Junho said. 

Taewoo was not pleased. Junho still had some of that powerful man's might inside him. Taewoo started to actively grinded his cock on Junho's chrysanthemum and asked again, "What do you want?"

"Please… put it—"

"What do you want?!"

"Aaaahhh! Please fuck this bitch's asshole! Please fuck meee, I can't hold it anymore!" Junho finally lost control of every resistance he had in his heart. Taewoo was undoubtedly pleased with this. He pulled the vibrator out and held each side of Junho's waist. He aimed his throbbing cock at the entrance.

"Aaaaahh…. S—Slowly…" Junho begged. 

[… Taewoo also has the same bulbous tip, just like Javier…]

[Pupa: Too much information, please spare your limited brain capacity for a better thing.]

[What? I'm just thinking, what if Taewoo and Javier are somewhat connected…]

[Pupa: Via their dicks? You know… sometimes I wish butt brain is not just a meaningless insult.]

Taewoo sensed that Junho was not focused. He got annoyed and pulled Yunyu's waist down in one pound. 

PA!

"AAAAHH!" Junho cried out loud as he felt the bulbous tip crushed his sensitive spot unpreparedly. Junho stretched his neck high as he looked up, hands tied with a red tie rested on Taewoo's chest. 

'How beautiful,' Taewoo admired the lecherous Mr. Jeon from below. This guy was indeed a beautiful man, especially when the pleasure hit him. Junho became ten times even more seductive and beautiful in Taewoo's eyes. 

Taewoo started thrusting in slowly, feeling the tight wall inside Junho's chrysanthemum squirming on his cock. Albeit not as big as Javier's, but Taewoo was more skillful as he could hit the right spot on each thrust. 

"Ahh! Ah! M—Master! Hyaaahh… it's so good!" Junho moaned out loud as Taewoo's cock repeatedly hit his prostate. After a while, Taewoo's mischievousness came out again, and he stopped thrusting in. 

"Eh? Ah? Master?" Junho asked confusedly. Taewoo's cock was still buried deep inside him, but his master stopped his piston movement.

"If you want it, then do it yourself," Taewoo said. 

Junho was still confused, but the heat inside his chrysanthemum was still convulsing. Thus, despite how weak his body had become, Junho started moving his butt up and down, servicing the cock inside him.

"Hiyaaa! Aaahh! Master, I… I am riding your cock! Aaahh!" Junho began to enjoy the sensation as he forgot about his weak leg. All he wanted now was to slap his butt up and down and allowed Taewoo's cock to hit his deepest part continuously. 

"Urghh… hah," Junho's energetic movement incited the lust inside him once more. Taewoo continued thrusting together with Junho, who moved his butt up and down. The loud sound of Junho's butt cheeks slapping against Taewoo's crotch filled the air. Both of them were sweaty because of the vigorous activity.

"Ahhh! Master, it's too much! I will cummm!" Junho said out loud.

"Do you want me to cum inside?" Taewoo asked. 

"Yess! Fill me! Fill me with your cumm! AAAHHH!" Junho couldn't hold it any longer, and he shot his cum high before soaking Taewoo's abdomen with white honey. 

"Argh! ARGHH!" Taewoo thrust deep and shot all his essence inside Junho's chrysanthemum, feeding him with warm honey.

Junho fell on Taewoo's chest, both of them breathed heavily and soaked with sweat. 

Plop.

The sound of Taewoo's cock slipped out of Junho's ass, and Junho kissed Taewoo sweetly, "I love you, Master."